I just can’t look at scales today or at my huge behind
I just can’t bring myself to say “NO!” to super size
I ain’t hungry, but I‘m still wanting food,
My stomach is growing my angles are weak, yeah

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When I’m all alone, nobody for my own, I’ll be reaching for the Pringles and my Toblerone, no-matter what the s*#t, I’ll be eating it,
my muscle’s turned to fat , oh shit I’ve crushed my cat, I haven’t seen my t**t in years….

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And I can’t make it, all the way across the room
my bra is chafing, my jeans and knickers too
my heart is aching, what cholesterol will do
I hate food, but I love food, I can’t stop thinking of food !! I’m fat
and I can’t poo.

These handles aint so lovely spilling over jeans,
From north to south and outer space, my ass can still be seen.
I'm not "healthy" or even just "big boned".
Takes ten men to lift me, when I back up I beep, yeah.